Their latest video places me in a bit of a dilemma, though. Part of me would like to own an iPad (starting at $499), but after viewing the video, I’m thinking my money might be better spent on one of their amazing Blendtec blenders ($399.95 + s&h). What’s a girl to do?

Everyone is on Facebook these days. Companies big and small, your mother (uh oh), your mother-in-law (double uh oh), your kids (they’re embarrassed you’re here), your boss (triple uh oh), your co-workers (this could be bad, or good), and your real world friends, including those “fab” gal pals who make it their mission to post snaps of you taken when you’ve had too much to drink and decide you’re a really, really good dancer.

It’s hard to create a Facebook page for yourself that reflects your many “interests” yet keeps you out of trouble with everyone. While “everyone” is probably okay with the fact that you like to post photos of dogs dressed up in holiday costumes (sample below), your boss might not like to see that update you made about falling asleep at your desk, or how much time you spend on Farmville. And while your friends may love those too-too-tipsy shots of you shaking your groove thing, I can guarantee your mother-in-law will use this against you somehow.

Bunny doesn’t want a bland Facebook page, but, then again, Bunny doesn’t want to get fired either. If you have any tips on making Facebook work every which way for everything and everybody, through privacy settings, or creating separate profiles, or some such, post your comments here please!

My sister sent me this link (how she found her way here I do not know) and within seconds I was living vicariously through this self-described recovering control freak new yorker who isn’t ashamed to chase a waffle truck and has replaced her television with a tray of gin (it was love at first blog-entry). I will be checking in here from time to time, and you probably should, too.http://katenyland.blogspot.com/

Walmart.com is now selling caskets, urns and funeral jewelry. I find this vaguely disturbing, but I’m not certain why. And can anyone please tell me what “funeral jewelry” is?!
According to Ad Age Magazine, Costco, Amazon and some place called Caskets2U (thank god they didn’t call themselves CastketsAreUs) also have an array of death supplies, including the “Mom Remembered” casket, with embroidered roses and and the word “Mother” inside the lid (um, folks, mom can’t read when she’s in there — better to put that on the outside don’t you think?).
Well, I’m holding out for branded funeral urns (36% of the people who died last year were cremated). Can’t you just picture how fabulous your ashes would look in a glittering “Hello Kitty” urn? Or a Burberry Urn with its own little trademark plaid scarf wrapped about it? Or best of all, for those who liked to knock a few back in their day, the Absolute Vodka Urn, shaped like the beloved bottle? People, there is money to be made here!

Did you ever notice that YOUR taste in music is awesome, yet everyone else’s stinks?

Cartoons are wasted on kids. They don’t understand the subtle humor. Spongebob had a “Zippy the Pinhead” reference in one of their episodes. What “kid” under 30 even gets that?

Censorship is &*#@ing wrong.

Never drink orange juice after brushing your teeth.

I went to a Madonna concert in the 80s. I only remember two things: I wore earplugs the entire time, and she sweated a lot. At least with the earplugs in, I could actually hear the music.

Why is History much more interesting AFTER you’ve finished high school and college?

“Sporks” work great on things you would eat with a fork… they’re not so effective on things you would eat with a spoon. The chicken noodle soup experiment was messy.

Cell phone contracts are a rip-off. I spend $80 a year on my cell phone. A YEAR. Of course, it helps if no one wants to talk to you.

I sometimes think I’m a little bit psychic. I also kinda knew I was gonna type that.

I think more meals should include garlic toast.

I can still “feel” the hat on my head long after I’ve taken it off.

I never seem to remember to buy kleenex. So whenever I’m sick, and someone stops by the house, I usually feel embarrassed lugging a roll of toilet paper with me.

If you ever have the opportunity to travel back in time, make sure you Google some winning lottery numbers first. If you ever get the chance to travel to the future, before you come back… well, you know the drill.